Modern medicine has made eye-popping, jaw-dropping advances. With technology and creativity and man’s endless desire to solve the next problem, we have done amazing things for the human body. Brain surgeries to cure tremors and surgeries on babies still in the womb still seem unbelievable. I’m thankful for God’s common grace of surgeons, doctors and drug researchers to contribute to the good of man.

From my observations, there are many variations of what is broadly labeled Christianity. After over 2,000 years of progress and regress, we have arrived at something resembling a food court. The sheer variety and numeric choices can be overwhelming. Yet it’s all food, loosely defined. But here is where the analogy breaks down. In the food court of Christianity, some of it is laced with poison. If it doesn’t kill you outright, you may get sick, become malnourished.

Back in March about 4,000 men from nearly every state and over 70 countries, from various denominations and independent churches, gathered in a most unlikely place to celebrate an ancient yet often ridiculed belief. They were lovingly served by over 700 volunteers from one church for an entire week.

In these days we have enjoyed a mini-series in our church on Psalm 119. I remembered during my study that years ago I taught through much of this Psalm during our Wednesday night Bible Study. At the conclusion then, I shared this list. It’s been slightly revised and I share it again with our church family. These lessons are still undeniable based on reading the longest chapter in the Bible, Psalm 119.